Chapter 35
Leverage
Sara
“Is anal good, flower?” Finn releases one of the restraints. Then his hands massage my wrist.
“I came.” I blow out a breath.
“You can come from something you don’t like, pip.” Dante works on my other wrist, undoing the restraint and massaging me. “Did you like it?”
“Yes, boss. I’d like to actually have sex now though.”
Wyatt chuckles as he pulls off my blindfold. I sit up. They’re all naked. Fuck, I don’t know where to look first. All of them stay in shape. It’s hard to believe they were all inside me and someone fucked my ass for the first time.
“I feel like I should say something, but I really don’t know what.” My eyes collide with Dante’s. “What next?”
“We’d like to keep fucking you, pip.” He brushes my hair behind my shoulder and trails the backs of his fingers down my arm. “We’d love to come, but we want you to participate. Did you enjoy the restraints and the blindfold?”
I nod and turn toward where he sits against the headboard. It was intense and perfect.
“I liked being overwhelmed.” Crawling toward him, I straddle his lap. “But I miss the visual stimulation and the talking.”
My gaze falls to his hard cock before me.
“I like touching too.” When I meet his light blue eyes, my hand steadies his cock. Rising up, I slide his cock back to my entrance. They won’t stop me now. No more waiting.
His hands rest on my hips, letting me lead. I glance to the others as they sit around the bed, watching me. Their cocks hard for me. A shiver of anticipation races down my spine. These men are mine.
I focus on Dante. Our eyes lock as I lower my pussy down over his cock, feeling him stretch me open again. He groans as I take him all the way inside. A low moan escapes me. The feel of him sliding against my walls is ecstasy.
“You feel amazing, pip.” He brushes my hair out of my face and leans in to capture my lips. My breasts press against his hard chest. He’s all around me and inside me. Finally.
I stay there just breathing him in and feeling this. I don’t want to think beyond this day.
His cock twitches inside me, urging me to give him more, to move.
I rise up a little and fall back down on him.
The head of his cock presses against my womb, sending shivers down my spine.
I don’t want to move, but also need to. His blue eyes search mine as we remain connected, like maybe he’s shocked at how good this feels too.
Breaking the standstill, Dante rolls me onto my back and I wrap my legs around him as he claims my mouth.
He pulls out and thrusts back in. I gasp into his kiss.
Fuck, his kiss is almost as distracting as the fire blazing inside me.
He kisses me as if we’ve never tasted each other before.
He thrusts into me over and over and over again until I lose myself in the feel of him.
It’s so much more than what I’ve experienced with their fingers.
I can feel the others watching us, but I don’t let it filter through my thoughts. This moment is mine and Dante’s. It’s been brewing since that morning he caught me masturbating, maybe even before that.
He’s been with me as long as the others, but while Wyatt wouldn’t acknowledge me, Dante always watched me, always pulled me away. Now he’s fucking me like I’m his and it feels more than right.
“Come for me, pip.” His voice is strained as he rests his forehead against mine.
I open my eyes and meet his. The intimacy of this moment is too much.
The desire reflected in his eyes. The feel of him inside of me, surrounding me.
Finally. My orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, forceful and overwhelming.
I arch up into him with a cry of release.
He continues to thrust, pushing me higher, as I ride the wave.
Groaning, he comes. As my pussy milks him, his cock pulses, filling me with his hot cum. It’s an odd feeling, but it makes me feel more complete than I’ve ever felt before. He braces his arms on either side of my head, still buried deep inside me.
I can barely breathe as we come down. My heart races at what I’ve done. It was one thing to let them claim me. To lie back and let it happen. Now it’s my turn. I get to claim them back.
His light blue eyes are almost black as he searches mine. He dips his head and our lips collide. I want more. I can’t get enough of him and just want to do this again and again.
Wyatt
I wasn’t sure how I’d feel sharing Sara, but she makes it as natural as breathing. Drew sits a few feet from me as we watch Sara and Dante. None of us came in her, that was part of it. She didn’t want to know who was the first and she wanted all of us.
Now, she needs to be in control. This is her decision. She leads when we fuck her for real.
At least this time. We all have things we want to do with her. We’ll all get our time, just the two of us, but right now, this is all about Sara.
She’s fascinating to watch, but Dante baffles me. For years, he’s acted as referee in this game of ours. Sara lusting after me and me keeping her at arm’s length. But right now, I can feel how deep their connection is.
And I’m grateful for it.
Dante is one of my best friends. He had a rough life growing up. His father skipped out on his mother. His uncle took them in and reminded Dante every day of how grateful he should be. Dante never felt like he fit in. But with us he always has.
Seeing him and Sara form a bond would have made me jealous before. Now I can’t see it any other way. She’s never truly been mine. Even when we were kids. She’s always been ours.
Ours to protect. Ours to guide. Ours to hold.
Dante releases her and grabs a fresh washcloth from the towel warmer nearby. This suite has everything. He spreads her legs and cleans her gently as she watches him. She’s not shy. That’s good. He leans over her and kisses her again and she sighs into his mouth.
After he lifts her to sitting and heads into the bathroom to finish cleaning up, she turns with a smile. Her eyes meet Drew’s briefly and he gives her a nod toward us. Finn and me.
Her gaze swings to me and our eyes lock. For years, I’ve held myself back from her, knowing I could never claim her as mine. But she’s always been mine.
Her cheeks flush and she crawls across the bed to me. She stops and kneels with her butt on her heels and her hands on her thighs as she looks at me.
“I don’t know how you want me.” She’s not being coy, but honest.
I slide my hand up her thigh and hold her pale green eyes captive with mine.
“You’re perfect the way you are.” My hand captures hers. My pulse quickens at the heat in her eyes. The desire. The need.
“Want more, trouble?” I draw her forward and she straddles my lap. Normally, I prefer a more dominant position, but right now, I need her to feel safe and wanted and comfortable.
She bites her lip. “Yes, sir.”
“Hands on my shoulders.”
She does as I ask.
When I smile, her eyes light up like she’s won a prize. It won’t always be this easy between us or even this tender, but I’m in this to give the girl of my dreams a day to remember.
“I want to be with all of you again.” She wets her lips and her gaze drops to mine.
I tuck her hair behind her ear and she shivers at my touch. My fingers linger in her hair, following it down to her perfect breasts. As my finger brushes her nipple, she sucks in a breath.
“Did you enjoy having all our mouths and hands on you?” I toy with her nipple, watching her eyes closely. Her pupils dilate and her lips part.
“Yes, sir.”
“Could you tell who was touching you?” I’m curious. In the future she might be able to tell, but she never saw Drew’s or my cocks before the blindfold came off.
She shakes her head and I pinch her nipple, making her inhale sharply.
“Use your words, trouble.”
She shivers beneath my softened touch. “No, sir. I couldn’t tell who was who.”
“Did you want to?”
“No, sir. It was perfect.”
I cup her breast and slide my hand between her thighs, teasing my finger along her pussy. “Do you want more than one of us to fuck you at a time?”
My finger grows wetter, giving me her body’s answer. I slide my finger up to her clit and circle it lazily.
“Yes, sir. I liked it when Finn went down on me while I went down on Dante, and the other way.” Her eyes lose focus as I work her clit. Her hips rock with my touch.
She tightens her hands on my shoulders as her lips part on her soft breaths.
“What if I fuck this pussy while you swallow Finn’s cock?”
Her gaze focuses on mine. “I want to take you one at a time first, but then I’m open to play.”
Her hand trails down my chest as her eyes remain on mine, waiting for me to tell her to stop, but not this time. This time, she can be the one in control. Her fingers sweep down my abs and brush my hard cock.
“You’re a beautiful woman, Sara.”
Her eyes widen. I’ve never had the chance to tell her that. But I’ve always thought it.
She wraps her hand around my erection and strokes it. Her gaze drops to my cock as she runs her fingers over the head and veins.
“Will I be able to tell which one of you is fucking me?” She lifts her eyes to mine and I pinch her nipple as I thrust my fingers into her wet cunt. She moans as her pussy flutters around my intrusion.
“Do you want to? Do you want to know us so intimately that you could pick us just by the shape of our cocks?” I grind the palm of my hand against her clit.
Her mouth softens and her eyes unfocus as I fuck my fingers in and out while stimulating her clit. She squeezes my cock. When she cries out her release, her pussy drenches my hand.
I move quickly, taking her hands and pressing her back onto the bed. With her hands beside her head, I thrust my cock deep into her weeping cunt and she moans.
“Sore?” I pause, letting her adjust to my size, worried because this time I don’t want to hurt her.
She shakes her head, then remembers. “No, sir.”